I DREAMT my friend had come into the room Where I had chided him for tasks delayed, And this in answer to wide blame had said: "I was a Pilgrim and to many lands Not shrines too many, for in each there was Some grace to be recalled to other men, And I was chosen to recall that grace, Although it meant `twas often mine to watch My hopes disperse like beach alighting gulls. I was a Pilgrim, and though all I planned As I went far and near has left scant trace, The blessings that I gained are not out cast They have annealed." So I was answered well: The purpose that was natal marked his face, And he was raised as with a prime of strength That matched the bounty that was his; I knew He had been chosen for a task beyond Our world`s ken, and had accomplished it.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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